Jung-In loved women. Since the first time he sampled that sheath of theirs, that laid between a woman's legs, with enough power to send him to the edge, then tip him over into delirious pleasure, he wanted them all. And in the five years since he could count himself a man, he'd had his fair share.
Jung-In had loved women until he fell in love with one.
But Soo-Ah was chopping into ribbons his nerves, always asking about Sung-Ho, talking about Sung-Ho, making plans for her future and how Sung-Ho would make it all come true. Sung-Ho this, Sung-Ho that. Jung-In was sick of it and disillusioned. There was too much passion in her voice whenever she named Sung-Ho.
So Jung-In threw himself into a new passion as well. Becoming a Hwarang knight took a lot of commitment and meant getting closer to his fellow trainees. But in their group of newfound friends, what one man does, other men follow.
